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Castration Phone Sex for Losers

castration phone sexCastration phone sex is my favorite sadistic type call. Guys IM me or call me and ask me all the time what is my specialty. Death, torture and dismemberment are my specialties, but taking a man’s cock and balls gives me an extra good feeling. There are too many losers in this world and my motto is testicles are for winners. Only winners should be allowed to procreate. Only winners should be allowed to fuck. So who falls in the loser category? Who deserves my junk removal services? Too god damn fucking many of you. Small dick guys. Men like Brock Turner and his daddy who don’t understand how to treat a woman. Sissy faggots. Men who can’t pick a fair fight and abuse women and animals. Men who think they are better than me because of some fancy degree. Men who would rather live on the government’s dime than actually work for a living. Deadbeat dads. Assholes. Men who call me and say I love you or that they just want to cuddle and watch a Nicolas Spark’s movie. Do I look like I want to be held? Do I look like I enjoy a sap ass movie? Sometimes I will take your junk just for shits and giggles. The point is I have a big ass knife collection and I am well trained on how to use them to inflict maximum damage.  I do all sorts of castration calls. Some guys are too dumb to realize I’m not the GFE type, so their stupidity is the reason the call ends with their balls on the floor. Some guys call me and bitch and whine about life in general and their wretchedness is why their balls hit the floor. Some guys call for fantasy phone sex that gets a little too real and that’s why their balls hit the floor. Then there are the jackoffs who think they can make me a victim. Their foolishness is the reason their balls hit the floor. If you are not worthy to be my accomplice, then death, torture and dismemberment are in your future. Are you my accomplice or my victim?

Castration Phone Sex: Submit to Gray

You Fucking pervert! Look at the way your cock grows when you hang around the parks or malls with those sweet tender bodies all around you. Their soft skin, the scent and taste of them is intoxicating to you. I think the only answer to fix you is to FIX you, and castration phone sex with me will only fuel your kinky filthy desires.

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Your so beyond fixing with your needs of soft young bodies to defile and savagely fuck them mercilessly.

My amusement is watching and coercing you and making you take those fantasies a step further.

I will make your cock throb and as it becomes engulfed with blood, it’s flaccidness is defiant growing into a hard prick of damnation for some innocent young thing.

Oh, but I shall watch you struggle and will tease and tempt you as I lower a virginal cunt upon that prick.

Try to resist and instead you thrust inside her, as she cries and whimpers…

I laugh and take my blade from my boot. I see you lost in the sensation of your defilement as I swiftly sever your penis and balls.

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Evil in Latex snuff sex

domination phone sexLatex was what he asked for. I had never played this game before and had no idea what I was getting into. I only know that the money was great and my need for drugs overpowered any fear I might have. I arrived in what I felt to be a sexy latex attire. He looked at me and laughed. Amateur, he said.

He left the room and returned in his own latex. He looked evil and I could not see his eyes. He was wearing a complete bodysuit that left his cock exposed. He was wearing a latex cock ring and I could see that it was swollen and purple, the veins bulging in anticipation.

In my drugged state, I realized that he was a Domme and I was to be his submissive. He grabbed me by the hair and forced his fat cock down my throat. He began to utter obscenities and to degrade me. “Filthy whore, Piece of shit, druggie cum dumpster.” This seemed to inflame him further. He hooked me up to a pole with a dog collar around my neck. “Good little bitch.” he said. “Call me Master.”

An hour later, I was screaming his name as he beat me. “Please, Master. No more.” He punched me right in the mouth, knocking me back on the floor. He was on me just like that. I felt a knife cut into my flesh as he slashed at the crotch of my latex jumpsuit. He rammed his wicked fuck stick right into my cunt. I screamed as his massive meat pumped into me. He grunted and moaned as his orgasm took him, spraying cum all over the latex. I felt the knife as the last drop of cum hit my face. He cut me deep and I could fill the jumpsuit filling with blood. The world began to grow dark and I heard him say. “Dump her. She’s just a junkie whore.”

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Getting Out of Control

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I woke up to my feet being bound together and my hands tied to the bed posts. With my husband standing over me, kitchen knife in his hand. I begged and pleaded to be untied but the more I screamed the worse it became. He took the knife and pressed it so hard against my neck that it actually began to cut me, enough to make blood drip down my neck. I could feel it beginning to pool up underneath me. This was further than he had even taken things before and I knew I was in trouble. He started to run the knife along the side of my body. Not pushing hard enough to draw blood but enough to make me tremble and urinate all over myself and the bed. He took his other hand and spread my pussy apart not being easy or gentle whatsoever he rammed his fist up into my dry cunt. I felt my pussy hole tear and I knew he had done some damage. I was in such fear for my life that I must have passed out. I woke up lying in my own piss and blood. I know if I don’t escape soon he is going to go too far one day.

Knife To The Wife

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I woke up to something cold, hard and, sharp pressed against the side of my neck. This is not a normal way of ever having to wake up. But one would think if they were to be awoken with a dagger against their neck most likely it is because an intruder has entered their home. Not so much the case with me. This intruder of my life…pressing this knife against my flesh making me beg for survival is my very own husband. If you keep up on my blog. This will come as no surprise to you. You already know how violent and angry he his. You have probably read about all the hate filled fuck rages he goes into. Either it be him or his arrangements of someone taking what they want from my old battered, torn, abused, and used pussy, asshole, and or mouth. On this particular night he made a threat against my life and took his hatred to a whole new level. His exact words that he spit in my face when my eyes opened were ‘If you don’t do as you are told I will fill your fucking throat with my load and then I will split your wrinkly old neck from ear to ear just to watch my nut ooze.” This was a legit threat and I took his cock in any way he demanded.

Late night domination phone sex and ass pounding

domination phone sexWhoa. Make this train wreck stop. Getting fucked in the ass with an 11 inch cock was not part of my work agenda tonight!!!  It was slow at the cafe and I’d blown enough johns to cover my bills. Me and the girls were having coffee when he walked in. Talk, black, and buff, he exuded that blatant sexuality that drives women wild. The bulge in his spandex pants told the whole story. He walked right back to the condom display and deliberately dropped a box of Magnums into his bag. I approached him, asking him to pay for them. “You gotta pay, sweetheart, or I’ll get them taken out of my check. I sure aint buying no Mags if I don’t even get to see that cock that’s gonna fill it.” He flashed a gold grille and whispered, “Follow me.” Curious, I did. He was parked in the darkness at the back of the lot. I smelled the joint that he fired up and licked my lips. He handed it to me and I sucked deeply. Suddenly, that shit just hit me. Whatever it was laced with made my pussy like lava. The big nigga smiled as he spun me around, planting me facedown on his caddy. He banged my face into the hood a few times. My skirt was yanked up and I could feel his giant dick sans condom, of course, pushing urgently at my backdoor. I screamed into the darkness as he rammed my pooper, deep and hard. He laughed an evil laugh as I screamed for my god to save me. He was grunting and lifting my hips with every thrust. tearing chunks of hair from my head.  I was begging now, despite the pain, as I felt his cum bubble up in my guts. He grinned like crazy as he handed me back the stolen scum sacs. I could barely walk back into the cafe as he drove off.  Nice play, nigga. Nice play!!!

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Evil on Friday

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Friday the 13th is coming. All the CRAZIES cum on Friday the 13th! The day of evil is coming. All that shit makes me laugh. The “Crazies” that are out and about are the one’s I enjoy taking. I snatch them up, listen to them moan in pain from having their heads cracked with a heavy lead pipe. They claimed they loved evil, they wanted to see it for themselves. So why the fuck are these bitches crying? Begging me to let at least his girlfriend go! Oh I’ll let you go as soon as I am done with you and her. Done hearing you scream for mercy, scream in pain, scream for help. No one but me and my friends are going to hear you. Have I showed you my friends and how badly they want your sexy blonde Goth girlfriend?

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They don’t come out and hunt for stupid wanna be whores like her on Friday the 13th. No no sweetie. Sick in the head people like me and them search for bitches like her every mother fucking day! They knew how horny I was so they brought me both of you.  I love how cute your little girlfriend looks tied down and forced to be fucked. You are going to watch as I slowly rip off her nipples, cut off body parts you love and feed them to the demon beast. Then you are going to watch all of my friends fuck your whore girlfriend as she slowly slips away never to wake up from this Friday night! Next is your turn. I’ll keep your tiny dick to remember you by! 

Strangulation Phone Sex

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When I arrived home from some errands there was a line of guys waiting outside of my door for me. Inside seated in his chair was my husband. He told me to get ready because I was only minutes away from being skull fucked by all the men I had seen lined up outside. He made me drop to my knees and tied my ankles together making sure I could not get up and walk away. He told me if I did not make every single guy cum with my mouth within a 1 minute time frame that the next action would be my ass making them cum. And that he would see to it that they tore my asshole open just like he had weeks prior. My shit hole had just started to heal and the thought just terrified me. I stayed there on my knees with my mouth wide open while cock after cock gagged me and cut off my airway plenty of times nearly knocking me unconscious. My husband sat next to me with a stop watch keeping close track of time. When I was not performing up to my husbands expectations he would come over and wrap a thick piece of rope around my neck tying it tight. Practically strangulating me until I satisfied him. There were some many times I thought this was going to be my last breath. I woke up laying on the floor covered in cum from head to toe. My asshole was not bloody so I am taking it my mouth was sufficient this time around.

Alien Impregnation

fantasy phone sexI was walking home from the club after a fight with my dealer. I was a wreck and needed some shit bad. I had the shakes and I felt queasy. Then my damn heel broke and I fell on my face and hit my head. When I looked up, there was a bright light. A large vehicle was in front of me and a dark shadow came out. Wracked with pain, I asked if he had any drugs. He laughed and took my arm. I was led aboard this fucked up place filled with men. Not ordinary men. Bald, scrawny men. They all moved to touch my giant tits and probe my pussy. The leader screeched at them in a foreign language, making them know that I was his. In his quarters, he turned to me and showed me a giant penis. It was fucking huge. “Drugs.” I begged. He seemed to understand and injected me with something that burned like fire. I felt like I was on the edge of a massive orgasm. He pushed me to the pallet, climbing on top of me, forcing his monster cock into me. I felt my pussy tear but there was no pain. Then he bit me on the tit, his fangs sinking into my flesh. I felt my skin melt and I became a fuck machine. I rode my alien lover in every position as he squealed and dumped loads of cosmic ooze into my slit. Afterward, he injected me again and blackness took me.

I woke up on a grassy knoll. I wondered how long I’d been out and if it had been a hallucination. In my hand was a bag of sci-fi looking injectors like my captor had used. As I struggled to my feet, I felt something move inside of me, like the kicking of the unborn. Had I been used as a breeder for the alien race or was it just the drugs taking their toll.

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To be continued….

 

Taboo Phone Sex at the Bar: Who Needs Sex Toys

taboo phone sexWhen you are a taboo phone sex whore, men love to degrade you. Fuck, you love to degrade yourself. I was at a bar Friday night. I got really fucked up on coke and booze. Closing time came around and I wanted to give the guys in the bar a kinky show. I wanted them to understand what a worthless piece of shit cunt I am. I did a sexy little striptease as they pulled out their cocks to stroke at the whore on the bar. I was doing lines off the bar. I shoved my own fist up my ass like it was a sex toy. I was all contorted, but my fist was in my own ass, on a bar in front of a bunch of strangers watching in awe and disgust. Guys started lining up to fist me. At least 30 men rammed their fist up my ass. By the time it was over, my ass had prolapsed. It looked like a rosebud. Guys were taking pictures. A few even said I should star in an ass rape porn.

ass rape pornThat is when things turned ugly. I mean ugly. They started grabbing objects laying around the bar for torture sex on my fuck holes. Beer bottles, wine glasses, darts, pool sticks, pool balls, even a fucking ashtray got crammed in my backside. I was in tears. The coke effect ran off, so I was feeling every bit of the pain. My ass was gaped open. My tears just made them torture me harder. One guy pulled me off the bar, shoved a wine bottle inside my ass with the big part in first. He walked me around the bar like a dog holding on to the neck of the bottle while the rest of the guys pissed and came on my  face. It was so degrading. But then, I am a stupid whore.

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